Chapter 560: The Saint's Identity Revealed
"Leave? We just got here, we should stay for a few days before leaving, right?" Otherwise, what's the point of them coming here?
Chu Siran didn't understand what Qin Chaotian was thinking. He kept reminding Chu Xi to look for something in the room. If it could be used as evidence, the search would be handed over to the police.
"Okay, sister, I'll look through it carefully." Chu Xi was tricked here by Qin Chaotian last time.
She clearly remembered that the wardrobe wasn't arranged in this direction. Their family had a bronze statue, so old it was hard to tell what it was. But the Saint seemed to care deeply about it. Nothing else in the room was clean, except the statue.
It seems that people burn incense to this bronze statue 365 days a year.
But the bronze statue has long been lost.
Qin Chaotian stared at the bronze statue in a trance and didn't notice what the two of them were saying. He unknowingly held the statue in his hand.
Chu Siran carefully noticed the changes in Qin Chaotian, and immediately knocked the bronze statue out of his hand: "Qin Chaotian!" She was afraid that Qin Chaotian, who had finally woken up, would live under the control of the "Saint" again.
Nothing in this room can move!
After the bronze statue fell with a "bang", Qin Chaotian's eyes seemed to regain focus.
Chu Siran finally felt relieved and subconsciously placed her hand gently on the back of his hand, trying to give him some warmth in this way. Qin Chaotian naturally understood what Chu Siran meant. He didn't say much, but smiled and bent down to pick up the fallen bronze statue.
I found another bag and put it in.
Chu Xi lowered her head secretly and did not make a sound, for fear of embarrassing Chu Siran and Qin Chaotian.
Qin Chaotian and Chu Siran were not stupid. After looking at each other excitedly, they quickly distanced themselves.
"Let's go. I won't interrupt you to look for her." Because Qin Chaotian already knew who the "saint" who was pretending to be a ghost was.
He owed a life to the saint's daughter and spent fifteen years to repay it. Compared with the pain of losing his son, it was obviously worth it!
Chu Siran and Chu Xi also respected Qin Chaotian. After all, it was a matter concerning his life. He himself didn't even intend to investigate it, so what right did they have to intervene?
"Okay, since you've made up your mind, let's go back to Haicheng."
Qin Chaotian nodded slightly and left the saint's hometown.
Before boarding the plane, Chu Siran sent a message to Lin Yilan to let her know he was safe, and also sent her his flight number.
Lin Yilan was placed under house arrest by Huo Juncheng and could not go to pick up Chu Siran in person, so she could only wish her a safe journey.
In the afternoon, the warm sun scorches the earth.
It was already autumn, and the weather was no longer as warm as in summer. Lin Yilan was sitting alone on the second floor without any clothes on, but she felt the wind was a bit chilly. The wind blew on her defenselessly, causing her to sneeze loudly.
Huo Juncheng heard the voice and walked over at a moderate pace: "Have you caught a cold?"
His voice was still as deep and pleasant as ever. Coupled with his handsome features, Lin Yilan would feel inexplicably better when he was close to her.
"No, it's just the change of seasons, and the wind is a little chilly." Lin Yilan coquettishly stretched out her arms and hugged Huo Juncheng's waist: "Dear, has Longcheng found any clues? Who was the group that attacked us that day?"
"It's not clear yet." Huo Juncheng's heart was inexplicably hanging when he mentioned the last "shooting incident".
He lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms, worried: "Lin Yilan, if I was shot and killed that day, what would you do?"
"Don't say that." Lin Yilan suddenly looked up at Huo Juncheng: "Do you remember the joke that was popular on the short video app a while ago? If you died, I wouldn't live alone, and I wouldn't let you endure so much alone. If you have anything to say, just tell me anytime, don't overthink it."
"What could possibly happen to me?" Huo Juncheng arched his brows lovingly. "But you, if you have something to say, you must tell me."
"Of course."
The light in Huo Juncheng's eyes gradually became blurred. He pinched Lin Yilan's jaw and was about to do something to her... when he heard anxious footsteps coming from the stairs.
The two separated in a panic, and then Lin Yilan turned around to fix her hair. The atmosphere became awkward for a while.
After Sister Xiu rushed over, she clapped her hands on her thighs, her face filled with anxiety. "Mr. Huo, please go check on the old lady! She's been going back and forth between home and the hospital. She just fainted, and the hospital called and asked the family to get a blood type comparison."
"Blood type matching?" What kind of disease requires blood type matching?
"I don't know, so I'm really worried now."
Huo Juncheng didn't dare to delay, and before leaving, he told Lin Yilan to stay at home! He couldn't help but show up for his grandmother's affairs, but he couldn't put Lin Yilan in danger because of her grandmother: "Sister Xiu, you stay here with her, I'll go to the hospital."
"Yes, Master."
Huo Juncheng left.
Lin Yilan looked down from the balcony on the second floor and could only see Huo Juncheng's car driving away.
Sister Xiu sighed, "Young Madam, I have something to say that I shouldn't."
"Hmm?" Lin Yilan turned around, narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Sister Xiu, are you going to tell me something? Go ahead."
"The old lady has always hoped to have a great-grandson. Last time, Master Huo kept asking the kitchen to make tonics for you. The old lady and I thought you were pregnant. Later we found out you weren't, and I saw how disappointed she was. The old lady has always had diabetes but she wouldn't let me tell you. I've always taken care of her diet. Besides me, the nanny at home didn't know about it." Sister Xiu said, and sighed depressedly, "Really, at the old lady's age, there's no point in getting treatment or not. She told me she didn't want to spend her last days in the hospital. She wanted to be with her family."
Lin Yilan was a little moved. Thinking of how good her grandmother had been to her in the past, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
"Why didn't you tell us in advance?"
"I'm sorry, Madam. The old lady forbade me to tell you."
Lin Yilan rubbed her eyes and didn't say anything. She wanted to call Huo Juncheng, but the moment she took her phone out of her pocket, she felt dizzy.
That voice appeared in my ears again like a spell: "Do you miss me? Lin Yilan."
Then Chen Xiang's face became clearer and clearer in my mind.
"Leave, leave my body..." Lin Yilan said this weakly and then fainted.
Sister Xiu hurriedly helped Lin Yilan up and called the servants: "Hurry up! The young mistress has fainted."
The servants rushed over and carried Lin Yilan to the bed. Sister Xiu didn't know that Lin Yilan had been hypnotized by others, and thought something was wrong with her. She immediately contacted Dr. Chen, the Huo family's private doctor.
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